The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

Li Tinghe didn't make a sound, got up and went to the yard.

Bai Jingxuan comforted, "Mother-in-law, it's okay, you know that he has a bad temper."

Li Song didn't dare to say anything.

"Hey, Tinghe, daughter-in-law, Ah Song, grand-daughter-in-law, you are all here." Li Zhenshan's mature voice came from the yard, and beside him was a well-dressed middle-aged man in a suit. Uncle Ling is here."

With refined eyebrows and kind expression, he is often featured on the TV news—Vice President Ling Jin.

Bai Jingxuan, Tang Jingxian and Li Song also walked into the yard.

He and Ling Jin nodded slightly, as a greeting.

"We are neighbors." Ling Jin's graceful and temperamental features, with a reassuring smile, "My son Ling Che came back recently, nostalgic, he wants to live in the old Lingyuan house next door. Please take care of me in the future. "

"That's right." Li Song also asked with a smile, "Where's your son? Speaking of which, we have been friends for many years and have never seen each other."

"I offended someone when I was young, and I was afraid that something would happen to him. I raised him quietly in the countryside since I was a child." Ling Jin's face was very sad, "Unexpectedly, Che'er died of illness when he was fifteen years old. I personally I buried him, and for so many years, I missed him deeply. Unexpectedly, he was not alive, and came back alive."

The old man Li Zhenshan motioned him to sit at the rattan table outside.

The servants have already placed fruit refreshments on the table.

Ling Jin politely made a gesture of invitation to Li Zhenshan and Li Tinghe, "You two sit down first." Then he looked at Tang Jingxian, Li Song, and Bai Jingxuan, "Please also."

Ling Jin sat down after the rest of the people took their seats.

Li Zhenshan was very satisfied with his behavior.

Over the past few decades, Ling Jin has always been aware of the general situation.

"The resurrection of the dead..." Li Zhenshan was very curious, "Ah Jin, what's going on?"

"Return to teacher." Ling Jin sighed, "It's all done by a distant relative of mine, Ling Wei. Ling Wei is dishonest, corrupt and likes to gamble. Back then, he asked me to help him sit in a certain position. I naturally He refused. Unexpectedly, he held grudges against Che'er. He injected Che'er with fake death drugs, bribed the doctor, and issued a death certificate. I thought Che'er was dead, so I sent him to the hospital. Bury with your own hands."

"According to Che'er, he woke up in the coffin and almost suffocated to death. Fortunately, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his strength is stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, he has a folding JUN knife on his body. After opening some gaps, he was able to breathe. Afterwards, he kept kicking the coffin lid, relying on his survival instinct to lift the coffin lid, and at the same time, exhausted and passed out in the buried ground outside the coffin."

"When he woke up again, he had lost all his memory. He had been sold abroad. He had been missing for twelve years, and he refused to say more. He only said that he had already found out the person who kidnapped and trafficked him back then. Lost."

"Che'er is really suffering." After Li Zhenshan heard this, a gleam of pity flashed in his pale eyes.

"That's not it." A flash of remorse and joy flashed in Ling Jin's eyes, "I actually buried him with my own hands, but luckily he didn't die. After recovering his memory, he came back."

"Don't be sad." Li Zhenshan patted him on the shoulder, "Che'erfu has a big life, and it's a blessing."

"That's not good." The corner of Li Tinghe's lips curled into a slight sneer, "It's not sure, it's the beginning of another disaster."